"Gabriel, God is hypocritical, why bother to defend that fragile theism!"

"We are God's creatures, and everything is God's gift. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Betrayer, you are not worthy to be God's creation!"

"In that case, destroy with me!"

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The morning sun arrives as scheduled, and the wonderful and harmonious light illuminates the whole room, and it is the sun that brings light and warmth to the earth. On the bed, there was a delicate young man, but his face was covered with sweat and his breathing was a little short. He stared blankly at the ceiling, as if he was caught in a memory, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

"Betrayer!" Fang Ze muttered, shaking his head in an effort to sober himself up.

Fang Ze, who is only seventeen years old, has been dreaming the same dream countless nights for seventeen years, which is really abnormal. Whenever I wake up, everything in my dream becomes extremely blurry, and even if I try to recall it, it won't help. In seventeen years, the word he heard the most was the "betrayer"

Who is the betrayer, who is himself or whom, what is the betrayal, why does this dream keep haunting him? Finally, even he wants to give up the search for this answer. Because, there is no answer at all.

After a brief wash, Fang Ze began to clean up his messy nest. Despite being haunted by strange dreams, Fang Ze's life continued, and he couldn't live in a dream. Maybe you don't have to do anything if you die, but this kind of thinking is that everyone wants to live, and Fang Ze is no exception.

Looking at his small house of less than ten square meters, although it is very messy, it can be cleaned up quickly, after all, the space is so small. After packing up everything, Fang Ze looked at the time, seven forty, thirty minutes before class, enough.

As usual, Fang Ze simply ate breakfast and went out. After all, seventeen years old is the age of high school. Because of his excellent grades, he was admitted to the only key high school in City G.

Helpless, he could only obey his parents' wishes and came from the countryside to the bustling G City. For going to a good high school and a good university, Fang Ze resisted from the bottom of his heart. It's just that he has a very good mind, from childhood to adulthood, all grades are A+, and the scores in each subject are close to full scores.

In his eyes, there is nothing to show off and show off. As early as elementary school, he had the idea of dropping out of school, but his parents had no education and traditional concepts, so they always asked Fang Ze to read.

Fang Ze not only has a good mind, but because of her beautiful eyes, slender hands like a woman, and her handsome and demonic face, she is often regarded as a girl. It's just a height of 1.8 meters and an Adam's apple, which makes people return to reality.

Every day on the way to school, although it was very close, Fang Ze would always habitually recall the dream that had entangled him for seventeen years, it was very vague, and he could only get some fragments.

In addition to the word "outcast", there was always a figure, a woman, echoing in his mind. I couldn't see her face clearly, it was very blurry and blurry, and behind her, there was always a white light.

She gave Fang Ze a feeling of closeness, as if she was someone very important to him. But when Fang Ze associated her figure with the outcast, he could not help but feel heartache, and the feeling of loneliness filled his whole body.

"Outreacher"

This insignificant sentence suddenly poured into Fang Ze's ears, forcibly pulling his thoughts back to reality, and then looked around in a panic, looking like a child at a loss.

Fang Ze's gaze finally stopped at the young man who was less than ten meters away from him, and he was holding a Bible in his hand and reading the contents inside. The fiery gaze he had just now suddenly dimmed.

"It was just a coincidence," he shook his head and muttered, speeding up his way to school. But just by chance, it also touched his heart greatly. After all, he's been dreaming about the outcasts for seventeen years.

The young man holding the Bible in his hand gently closed the book, and under his glasses, his gaze focused on Fang Ze who was leaving, and the corners of his mouth drew a slight arc.

"Betrayer, you are not worthy to be a creation of God!" the young man said softly, but Fang Ze, who had already gone away, could no longer hear it.

On this side, Fang Ze came to the classroom. Everything was as usual, the classroom was basically all together, and the blackboard was wiped clean.

When Fang Ze returned to his seat, there was an extra feather on the table. The jet-black feathers have a beautiful luster, as if they have life, just like the wings of an angel!

"Boom!"

Fang Ze's brain exploded suddenly! The black feathers that came into view made Fang Ze stunned for a while. A familiar feeling filled the whole body, and there was an inexplicable restlessness in his back, as if there was a pair of fettered wings behind him, struggling to break free from the shackles and rush into the sky with Fang Ze!

This feather gave Fang Ze a strange feeling, which instantly made his mind confused, his body went soft, and he sat on the chair, making a huge noise, attracting the attention of the people around him to focus on Fang Ze. It's just that Fang Ze at this moment, his thoughts are confused, and he doesn't notice everyone's actions in the classroom at all.

"Fang Ze, are you okay?

The gentle voice remembered in Fang Ze's ears, and gradually pulled him back. His thoughts gradually calmed down, and his eyes finally fell on the person who called his name, the leader of the first class, He Qing. At this time, He Qing's hand was still shaking Fang Ze.

"It's okay, thank you!"

Fang Ze said softly, shook his head, and suddenly got up and ran out of the classroom, leaving a stunned crowd. Only He Qing looked at Fang Ze who left with some concern.

The small episode just now immediately attracted everyone's discussion. For a near-perfect genius in the eyes of the world, the slightest deed can be discussed by people, which is often referred to as gossip. The classroom, which had been quiet, suddenly became noisy.

He Qing shook her head, and the black feather on the desk appeared in her eyes, and subconsciously, she held this feather in her hand. Hurriedly beckoned everyone to quiet down, and then returned to his seat.

For the next whole day, since Fang Ze ran out of the classroom, Fang Ze's seat has been empty, and there is not much contrast between everyone, even the teacher didn't say anything, after all, it doesn't matter if he takes a day less class. But He Qing was full of worry, holding the feather in her hand, her face full of doubt.

And Fang Ze, who ran out of the classroom, walked out of the school gate directly, and the black feather still echoed in his mind, and an incomparable sense of familiarity lingered in his heart. It's just that in addition to this familiarity, there is a heavier sense of loneliness. The word "outreacher" lingered in his ears for a long time.

What kind of connection is there between these things, why do you want to understand them in depth, it is always blurred, and your mind has become confused, which makes Fang Ze very uncomfortable.

He didn't go back to his rental house, intending to take a break, maybe that would make him feel better. He tried not to think about it as much as he could, even though his mind kept popping up. If you just shift your attention, you might be able to forget about it for a while.

In this way, Fang Ze walked aimlessly on the street, his figure shuttling through the crowd of people coming and going. He was so inconspicuous and so unusual, he could be found at a glance in the crowd.

Without time and walking aimlessly, Fang Ze had quietly walked to the library in the city center.

Looking at this old library, Fang Ze walked in without thinking about it. Maybe reading a book can relieve the depressed mood at the moment.

Where is this library, Fang Ze walked in from the main entrance, and what he saw at the first glance was not rows of books, but snow-white art carvings, and then walked in, which was the place where the books were arranged.

Fang Ze didn't care why these carvings appeared in the library, maybe it was the decoration of the library, in short, it had nothing to do with Fang Ze. He just came to read the book to ease his mood.

It's just that when he walked to the last carving of this row of straight line carvings, he couldn't help but stop, his eyes fell on the carvings, and he couldn't move half a minute.

The sculpture is composed of two parts, two angels, holding weapons against each other, but also like lovers playing playing. The huge wings behind it have become a wonderful foil, and they are vivid. But what Fang Ze was stunned was not because of the craftsmanship of the person who carved this statue, but because of this group of carvings, the scene at this moment made Fang Ze extremely shocked!

In his mind, for the first time, this group of carvings was connected with that dream, and time seemed to freeze at this moment. Fang Ze felt that the scene around him was changing rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, Fang Ze came to a strange place.

"Gabriel, God is hypocritical, why bother to defend that fragile theism!"

Thinking of the familiar words in his ears, Fang Ze froze, because the person who said this was actually himself, no, to be precise, the body where Fang Ze was! He couldn't move as if he was imprisoned, and all the touches of all the movements of that body were clearly transmitted to Fang Ze.

"We are God's creatures, and everything is God's gift. Treacherous, you are not worthy to be God's creation!"

Another familiar sentence, the vague figure in his mind turned out to be in front of him, that beautiful face, cold without any emotion. Everything is so familiar, so nostalgic. His heart ached and he was angry, and he couldn't help but follow the body, and shouted in a distorted voice:

"In that case, destroy with me!"

With this shout, the surrounding light was instantly enveloped by darkness, and everything disappeared. Fang Ze had tears lying in the corners of his eyes, standing in front of the carving in a daze, everything around him returned to its original state.

It's just that the sentence "In that case, destroy with me!" Fang Ze really shouted, attracting the attention of the security guards and librarians, as well as the strange eyes of pedestrians.

"Classmate, are you alright? No loud noises here!"

He Li asked Fang Ze in a strange tone, after all, in this kind of public place, everyone who yells and screams will think that this person has escaped from a mental hospital.

She noticed the school uniform and schoolbag on Fang Ze's body, recognized it as a student from XX High School, and couldn't help but feel strange, he should still be in class at this time, how did he run out?

Fang Ze wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and restrained his emotions. Faced with He Li's inquiry, he responded lightly:

"It's okay, I'm sorry, it's okay already. ”

After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving He Li with a puzzled face. He worked hard to make people look the same as usual, but his heart was already turbulent and difficult to calm down. That scene was so real, not in a dream, this time, he had a sense of reality that he hadn't had in seventeen years. I forgot the purpose of coming to the library.

Fang Ze left in a hurry, and the student ID card fell out of his pocket and was seen by He Li, who was just about to turn around and return to work. She picked up the student ID card from the ground, and the expression on her face was wonderful.

The student ID card reads: Fang Ze, Class 103 of XX High School in G City, Concession Pass.

This pass can be described as unprecedented, specially made by the XX key high school in G city, stamped with the three steel seals and red seals of the G City Education Bureau, the G city government and the G city XX key high school, and there is only one in the whole G city, because Fang Ze's mind against the sky, all the indicators have reached the SS level, so it was given to him.

Although this card is extraordinary, Fang Ze has always treated this thing as a student ID card, and has not considered other values at all.

He Li suddenly lost her mind, she knew the value of this student ID, and hurriedly chased after Fang Ze, and when she got out of the library, where was Fang Ze's figure. He Li looked at the green student ID card in her hand again, and Fang Ze's photo was taken like a girl.

"Class 103? Isn't that He Qing's class! It's saved!" He Li's expression was extremely wonderful, like a difficult person who had been redeemed.

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This day can be described as extremely complicated for Fang Ze. The dream that had haunted him for seventeen years, he had tried to find the answer for countless days and nights, but he did not expect that today, on such a day, everything would be clear. He found the answer, but he couldn't believe it anymore.

"Angels, fallen angels, why are they involved with me, and who am I?"

When the night came, with this complicated emotion, Fang Ze fell asleep, and the dream began again!